Chapter 63 Father Holmes

We followed the man into a castle built of jade and inlaid with gold and silver. Though partially collapsed in several places, its craftsmanship was undeniably exquisite, its decoration undeniably magnificent, and its splendor truly majestic.

Long Ming recounted the matter of the Five Dragon Divine Artifacts to Helian Ziyun, and she finally understood the whole situation.

He sought revenge; he wanted to kill Yao Shun, and she would help him—even if it meant going up against Bai Xue, the master of Plum Blossom Garden. She also harbored the hope that one day, he would change back into the dashing and romantic Lord Zishu.

"Brother, you cannot do this. How can you expect me to face people after this? I am his wife; how can I ever hold my head high in his family again?" Su Yinyin cried in despair.

"Did you hear that? Qianxia doesn't want to see you at all." Xiao Yichen tried to walk past Lin Mohai.

In response to the old man's overwhelming aura, Zhang Fan instantly unleashed his own cultivation base. The two powerful forces clashed violently, and the entire house could be felt trembling incessantly.

Su Jin strained her voice and shouted toward the direction of the sound with all her might, "Who are you? Why do you call me Mother?"

"Hh, do not be so arrogant! You truly think I am afraid of you?" Long Ming was no pushover and would not cede to such intimidation.

In the center of the room stood a circular platform, quite small with a radius of only about one meter. Surrounding it stood four jade pillars, each roughly two zhang high, and atop each pillar rested a crystal ball glowing with seven-colored light—a breathtakingly beautiful sight.

Inside the room, Zhang Fan sat cross-legged, reviewing in his mind the battle he had just fought with the King of Podera. The King's strength—whether in speed, power, or defense—far surpassed that of the eight-winged beings, especially his physical resilience, which had even managed to shatter Zhang Fan's Realm of Ice from the inside out.

"H-How is this possible? I am your loyal little Daoist disciple, Eleventh Brother, you cannot wrong me like this!" Zhang Mile whined as he disgustingly clung to Yan Shiyi's arm, acting spoiled.

Then, someone looked toward Ling Tian, who was still slowly moving up the tenth tier of the Heavenly Ladder, and spoke with disdain, full of utter contempt.

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How long this state of deep meditation would require, Fang Ao could not tell. Sitting cross-legged on the balcony, motionless as the sun rose and the moon fell, Fang Ao felt as though he had traversed vast stretches of time, with the three natural laws of wind, water, and lightning intertwining within his heart.

"Was it you who just claimed this belongs to you?" Fang Ao tilted his head, looking at Hu Lin with playful mockery.

The support provided at present could be considered timely help during a snowstorm. As long as one did not become arrogant due to their contributions, it usually yielded fine friendships. As the old saying goes, an extra friend means an extra path; even if they might not be able to assist you in the future, they certainly wouldn't come knocking to borrow money during financial distress, nor would they constantly come to bother you, would they?

Lu Yuanming was actually quite depressed himself. Having spent considerable time with Lin Bin, he knew the man was good-natured, deeply loyal, and kept his word, constantly fighting against the forces of the assassin syndicate. Yet, as a soldier, one could only obey orders—what other choice was there?

"Have no fear. Once the Prime Minister arrives over there, nothing can possibly go wrong. No one back here could ever manage to inflict any harm upon him!" King Honghai declared.

After all, Ling Tian's cultivation talent was simply too defies-the-heavens, and he had even wiped out the powerful Yu family. His brilliance was so dazzling that nearly everyone had heard of him.

These pith essences of the earth emitted a rich fragrance and were entirely devoid of impurities. They were undoubtedly of exceptionally high quality.

The man shook his head, sighed at the door, and walked with two muscular guards toward a sedan parked not far away.

A Buddhist nun having a secret affair with an outsider—though perhaps not entirely proper according to conventional etiquette—had nothing whatsoever to do with him.

Upon hearing this, Leiyangzi wore a look of sheer astonishment. Who on earth was the Young Master's sworn brother, possessing such formidable strength that it warranted such high praise from the Young Master? One must know that even if the reclusive old monsters of the current exorcist clans, the Ma and Mao families, were to join forces, they might not dare to boast with such confidence.

Disciples would occasionally bring medicine to him from Apothecary Tu, and his recovery over the past two days had been remarkably rapid. Tian Jiantian muttered about finding an opportunity to smuggle him out, but Tang Liuchuan had no intention of fleeing. Having nowhere else to go, and with Xiao Gu having ceased his pursuit, he decided to head toward the Thousand Scrolls House.

Detonation devices had been installed on the ships of all three squadrons and connected via quantum communication with the Dreamchaser. Should they encounter the enemy, the Dreamchaser could remotely detonate them. This eventuality was projected to occur roughly four years later.

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Right behind the three junior martial brothers, a massive stone slab in the cliff face was slowly shifting, though its movement was excruciatingly sluggish. They pressed themselves against one side, staring fixedly as the heavy stone panel slid inch by inch into the wall.

Yet it was precisely because of this mutual trust and support that their relationship remained unbreakable. Though born of different mothers, they were closer than brothers born of the same parents.

He possessed pride, but he still chose to reason with these people first. His arrogance was not blind and ungrounded; rather, it was backed by his own sense of justice and principles. Only after establishing his rationale did he reveal his towering arrogance.

"If we are to split hairs, once a mental imprint is planted on you, you must obey the commands of its master. However, that is impossible; mental imprints can only be used on beasts," the Heart of Ice and Blue explained at length, until Lin Tian finally grasped a basic understanding.

"Perhaps it is over there." Wang Pengfei changed direction, heading toward the location emanating the mysterious energy.

Sitting in the lower seat, Mu Chenche no longer carried the aggressive competitiveness he had shown earlier at the palace gates; his brows were peaceful and mild.

Molly held a spatula and turned her head to look at Araki Shinto. Naturally, there was no kitchen in the Dragon City dormitories, so Molly had built one herself. Watching the shy, delicate, and frail-looking Molly deftly operate various tools to cut steel plates and direct welding robots, Araki Shinto was left completely dumbfounded.

Should Elder Simmons perish here, the organization's influence over the He family would be severely diminished. As the de facto controller of the Hedai Federation, the He family held a pivotal position throughout the entire alliance and was a strategic territory that could not be lost under any circumstances.

As for this Principal Li, he had some distant relation to Li Yancheng. Although they were distant kin, because the two families frequented each other's company, he had often heard Li Yancheng speak of him.

Su Mo blinked her large eyes as she watched her older brother ascend the stairs. Whether it was just her imagination or not, she felt as though her brother had transformed into a walking mountain of gold—dazzlingly golden from head to toe.